A Beautiful Day

Eva glowed in her white dress, embroidered with ducks and cranes. The mantilla covered her face and eyes, but I could still see them filling with joyful tears. When we were bound together by the figure-eighted double rosary placed gently around our necks, I smiled at her, imaging the life we'd have together someday soon in the states. At the reception, we visited with friend and family and sipped Sangria while the flamenco guitar music reminded me who I was, and I dreaded my upcoming trip back, hoping it wouldn't be long until my new bride could cross the border with me.